Just kidding. Just for my friends who told me not to stop posting, I'll stay on Warm Summers Cold Winters, and I just want to let them know, they are my inspiration, because of what they did. Merci, thank you, gracias, obrigado, grazie, danke, and well that's all of the languages my translater has, but I think you get the point. Oh, and for all of you people out there who thought that i was never going to quit W.S.C.W, you were wrong. And you were also wrong to accuse me of such a thing, because if you REALLY read and understood some of the things on my blog, you would know that I would never do that.


- Your friend, Sharkie.

Bye-bye!

Ok, guys, I'm gonna quit blogging. So this will be the last post of Warm Summers Cold Winters, and as much as I love to post, I just don't feel like anyone is really listenting and getting my words. They are supposed to have some meaning in them, but I don't think my amazing followers want to know them, so what's the point? I'm not mad, not at ALL! But I just think I know when my efforts aren't working. I might do another blog, but I won't tell you about it, you'll have to find it. I will always be Sharkie and I will always belive in every word I ever said on this blog, It's all true.

Au revoir,
Sharkie~

P.s. To all of the people who read W.S.C.W. THANK YOU! :)

Which one are you?

"Dr. Grant - I have a theory that there are two kinds of boys. There are those that want to be astronomers, and those that want to be astronauts. The astronomer, or the paleontologist, gets to study these amazing things from a place of complete safety.
Erik -But then you never get to go into space.
Dr Grant -Exactly. That's the difference between imagining and seeing: to be able to touch them."
- Jurassic park III (3)~


I just finished watching this movie, I think it's my favorite out of the three, and if you haven't watched any of them, drive yourself down to Blockbuster and have a movie marathon. This is my favorite quote from it, and no, I didn't recite this from heart, I had to google it, I just knew that it had to do something with space, and two different kinds of jobs that have to do with it. Oh, and I have a question. People say "Rawr" means I love you in dinosaur, but I say "Rawr" when I'm mad. So what does it really mean? Because I'm pretty sure when someone does something to me that makes me want to strangle the person that did it to me, I'm almost positive that I'm not saying "I love you." but that's only MY opinion.


P.S. I think I'm an astrononaunt.

Why Can't I Stop Posting?

This is Why I Love Graffiti.

:)

When I find my friend, we will search for this one tree, and have a picnic right below it.

In My Hands

All of the love in the world can fit on my hands, that's sad.